Reality has a well-known liberal bias.  

  From your keyboard to the powers that be!  

  I predict sausage in your future  

  The dogs entrindeten the apes, which strike the bears, danced the women, who keep loose  

  Then the dog ate the costume.  

  I look around at other kids her age and I am sooooo glad she is my kid- she has a great attitude, she's not afraid to talk to me about anything, and she has a very caring, empathetic soul. I just wish she wouldn't tell people I snore.  

  I'm more of a consumer of ideas than a generator, that's why I find LoT so interesting.  

  beer should be beer, unless of course its ale.

quit effin' with beer.  

  I'll be spending my final days on the isle of Waponi Wu where I will party for several days and then throw myself into a volcano. Orange soda will be involved...  

  Note to self: While at work, You REALLY have to stop googling for unfamiliar things Kevy posts.  

  Anyway .... as bad as things may suck for any of us .... we know they could suck way, way, WAY more.  

  Aw Mary, we know you like it when the sweeps talk dirty to you

Have a little rum punch...  

  Yuh, I have a black belt in Awesome.  

  I don't think there is only one Christian on the board but I think that there is only one person who takes things rather personally.  

  3894's expression stilled and grew serious. There was both delicacy and strength in her face.

"Would someone please," she asked in that low, silvery voice tinged with boarding-school English, "pass me the goddamn wrinkle cream?".  

  Your first post should be recorded on vellum and placed deep within the Vault of Ultimate Swankiness, only to be brought out on special occasions, as an example of exalted First Postedness, and then maybe used as a nice table covering while we feast on bacon and bacon by-products.

 

  Man! I f*cking hate Sherwood Forest, dawg. I'm so f*cking outta here. Hood can find some other b!tch to be merry...  

  Where's the scene where CP drops the soap ???  

  Robin Hood is still the only anthropomorphic fox that rings my bell-el-el. Rings my bell. (My bell. Dingalingaling) my beeeeell. Rings my bell.  

  Back in my day we went down to Farmer Rasmusson's sharecropping plot and bought a ha'peck of roasted peanuts for a penny. Then we ate them, molded the inevitable result into bar form and sold it for two pennies to the younger children in the neighborhood as a "Snickers Bar" because that's what we were doing while watching them eat it.

And that's how an American Institution got its start.  

  Mucho masturbation" became "Cinderellabration!  

  Pixar For President!!  

  I'm like, wow!  

  I'm still getting a Premium. I don't care. I need Premium.  

  ...I'm happy with my Red Cart Corn Dog membership card and secret handshake.